Every morning
when I awake to the world
I think of its promise andperfectionCould that be my shadow
or could it be her reflection
For once I feel lifes image
and all the good it could bring
Timid for an instant
yet eager to give her
the world and its everything
Whether it's only a modest smile;
a delicate touch,
or even a sincere glance
As to feel and know it's from above
which has meaning for the future
andeven that chance
For it to truly feels so complete and
to be as pure as the finest pearl
To embrace all of her emotions
as a natural woman
but still as a little girl
Yearning for that moment
to once again look into her eyes
To finally find inner-peace
and happiness
and answer to my childhood cries
I wait in anticipation
to someday reach and know
she'll always be the onethere
To bring closure to that questions,
"Is she the one
of my dreams for me tocare?"
To be eager
and anxiously afraid to give her
myself,
my soul,
and the airwhich I breathe
"Do I face the reality of others
or is it my heart I follow and believe?"
To believe in my convictions
to want and to give this woman my trueaffections
Is to realize when I look into the mirror
and see it's our "Reflections."
